By the time the busy weekend is over, I'm ready for a quiet day. But somehow Monday fails me every time. The monster comes out everywhere I look! The dishes spilling out from two days of neglect, the laundry looks like its going to suffocate me, the floor? well lets just not go there. And here I am, weary, tired, ready for a day of blissful nothingness, and yet the monster screams at me, taking on these different forms.
Then there's the overtired kiddos...
(Here's Malacai having a major meltdown
that landed him with some calming juice
and chocolate milk and bed before 6:30--haven't heard from him sense!)
who were in church for 6 hours, neglecting their naps, and therefore think they can neglect them Monday too...Monsters I tell you, cranky, cute, clingy monsters, all of them (ehem---us).
Some day Monday will be nice to me, but for now I'm just glad there's only one Monday this week...
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